Acito applied the "Page 99 Test" to the novel and reported the following:

What mysterious, mystical force is at work here? Page 99 begins my single favorite scene in my book, the one of which I'm proudest, and which politeness demands I not discuss in explicit detail. Here's a hint — in a book with a subtitle "A Novel of Sex, Theft, Friendship and Musical Theater," which kind of scene do you suppose it is? Suffice it to say it's a scene about a character who can't talk when his mouth is full.

In a culture saturated with sexual imagery, sex is still a subject we rarely discuss honestly. And it makes me apoplectic that we live in a country where the unrestrained violence of the Super Bowl is deemed acceptable while Janet Jackson's nipple during the half-time show can bring down the wrath of the FCC. Hell, I'm still angry that Congress impeached Bill Clinton because he lied about a nooner with an intern.

So I'm committed to writing as frankly about sex as I can. And with laughs. 'Cuz face it, nothing's funnier than getting caught with your pants down. So while Page 99 may only represent 25% of what How I Paid for College is about, it's the one page you'll hear me read out loud any chance I get.